Clashies

Tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow;

Creeps from this petty face from day to day...

I guess that Shakespeare was wrong. My time for everything doesn't seem to be enough. I went red in History class today when Tan was complaining so much about the homework that teacher gave us: Workbook from page 20 to 29 and do all 3 essays. Next week pass up. He was complaining the most where I just feel like slapping his face, literally! He doesn't stay back everyday, he goes for tuitions and he has the time allocation that I do not have, YET he made the most noise. Damn it.

Anyway, today we celebrated Aruna's 17th birthday. Thanks to Louisa for bringing her out of the class, so that we could prepare the surprise. Awesome cake design, eh? Thanks to Adeline's aunty. She designed it for her.

Apart from that, Benjamin and Zura were forced to take part in high jump competition today, after school hours. "Acara Sebelum Hari Sukan" it seemed. I really pity them. They didn't have any foundation and they were forced to join. In the end, they were eliminated in the first round.

Pictures taken on the occasion

A friend of mine, I managed to take this nice picture after convincing him.

OK, let's come to the MAIN topic: Clash!

Let's see, I have choral speaking practice from 8am-11am as well as PBSM Enrolment Day's rehearsal from 8am-12pm. I will just go for my rehearsal and finally get back to my members. During our choral speaking practice today, I've asked for some comments from Mr. Vijayan. He said that we were good enough for the time-being since today was the 3rd day of practice. I still have many weaknesses which I need to repair tonight, regardless of anything.

I have to go now. Let's just hope the best for tomorrow, eh?

Last day of my sweet 16

My close friends (Gloria, Keevin, Charu) and I went to Jusco to watch Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief but quite a lot of crappy things had happened then...

1. The early bird tickets (11.20am) were fully redeemed and THEN we decided to buy 1.45pm show called The Wolfman.

2. 1.45pm stroke and all of us managed to slip in to the cinema, yeah. We lied that we were all 18 years old and waiting for our SPM results.

3. Before we could even warm our chairs in the theater, the employee called us out for a moment. He said someone said that we all were underage. OK, busted! That dude was Keevin's supposed foe or some sort like that; that was what Keevin said. The 3 of them cleared things up with him after that, while I was enjoying my Starbucks there. After such long time, I don't find it wrong for me to try a tall cup of caramel macchiato, right?

4. Charu was the heroine, debating about the issue with the employee, and then the employee took us to see his manager! So, what?! Even though it was clearly enough that it was OUR fault, for going in at the first place. We lost, but we managed to get refund. We were practically dumbstruck over Charu's other side. Gosh, I admit... Even she is like nothing like me when I got angry, but seriously. She was scary and daring to raised her voice to the people elder than us, probably by a generation??

5. We wanted to watch 4pm's Lightning Thief but it was fully booked by the time we wanted it. Crap!

6. We went strolling around in Jusco from 11am till 6pm without watching any movie.

Conclusion:

1. I spent RM60 on food. I've never spent and ate as much as that before that I had to skip dinner at home.

2. Apart from the mess Keevin's foe created, it was a nice outing. We cam-whored so many times there.

3. That's the end of my sweet 16 life. 4 hours, and I will see the world in a more matured point of view, I think...

PS: My friends told me that I've changed a lot. Did I?

EDIT: 11.37pm, 16th February 2010

Did my parents forget that I was born on the 17th February? Well perhaps they know it's in February, but the date? All I want is NOT bouquet of roses or expensive things. I just want them to be with me. I know it's stupid to ask for this because Dad's in London and Mum's in Ipoh. Now, for every Father's and Mother's day, I would have a bead of tear in my eye-dams. I was asking God silently, "why?"

I really wished that I could go back to 1995, when I was two.

A year before the incident which had made me who I am right now. I wish I could hold my parents hands and walk with them as before. I mean I can hold Granny's hands as a substitute but... the feelings are never the same. Of course Granny loves me, but there are at times where I want to celebrate my birthday (singular noun) with the 3 of them. I know I'm actually hoping against hope.

I wish... I wish... there is miracle.

PS: Keevin and I discovered that the dates and days repeat themselves every seventeen years. Perhaps, the number 17 itself carries a meaning?

mezzo piano or forte?

I can't determine which I want! Mezzo piano, I can sing and strum with attention. Forte, I can strum with attention but singing is a little high-pitched, that's because of the high E string's effect I reckon. I am seriously nervous and I hope my leader will not kill me (even I know he won't) because the enrolment day for PBSM is 27th Feb!

With me now, are the dilemmas of mezzo piano and forte, or should I say, of forte and mezzo piano?

The songs my mini band is playing are

Welcome to my life - Simple Plan

Through My Window - Bunface

Anyhow, I hope it ends well... I don't want it to flop because of me!!!

Nervous me...

I skipped school today

Because I was too tired. I felt like dying when I woke up at 5.15am. I couldn't move my muscles at all. My limbs were bound to my bed. What a waste, I should've gone to school to enjoy my last day of school for this week as next week is HOLIDAY!!! Yeehaa!

1.30pm my house phone rang.

'Hello,' I said.

'Ooi,' a girl spoke.

'Who's this?'

'Francine.'

'Oh. What's up?'

'Can I go to your house and give you your valentine candies?' She lives 3 lots away from mine.

'Yeah, sure. Thanks. Bye.'

A few minutes later, she came on my doorstep and gave me those candies. We had a few lines of chat and she went back home. I opened a gift from Francine saying this:

I want your fudge every Valentine's. Anyway happy 10 years for our superb friendship.

That was enough to make me smile. And I continue dreaming after that...

PS: I think this is my first attempt of writing a post in a story-like form. And... I hope Mum calls today. I've sent her a message to call me if she was free, I dunno if she is.

Pop

Hey readers. Sorry to let you all wait for such a long time. As you know, life is very busy in form 5. Luckily I am no longer a prefect, or else I would have been way busier! So anyway, I can't really blog much nowadays because most of the things happens in class MUST stay in the class. Too many idiosyncrasies to be told of... Ha, ha.

Today I stayed back (again, today was my 3rd day) for my band performance (Izzad as leader, me as back-up guitarist and Soon Wai as finger-styler). We're getting along quite well. Only things are that Izzad's voice is not loud enough and my strumming is a little off the hook. Tomorrow, Izzad's going to give me his interpretation of the song and we shall practice once school reopens. OH! Not to forget, my band performance is for PBSM Enrolment Day on the 27th February. This is so soon that I am afraid I still can't get things right!

Apart from that, Mr. Wong (principal) has spoken to my chorus members today regarding their commitment for the team. I hope they really digest what he's said as it was not easy for him to volunteer to lecture to some organisation. Here, I hope that my members can memorize the script well and I HOPE I CAN DO THE SAME! I'm afraid that I can't memorize it due to too-much-to-put-in syndromes.

I know the time is 11.18pm but I can't really sleep anymore. This evening at about 5pm, I slept and I woke up at 9.15pm because my Granny opened the door and talked to me a little. Then, I felt uneasy not finishing some of my work, I continued doing a Chemistry exercise on Alkanes given by teacher today. (Yes, I'm done with it already)

I think that's all I have for now. Not to forget: Happy Chinese New Year!